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some copy n paste stuffs:
-I don’t think I’m going to stop loving you any time soon. And, if I do, I promise that we would still be close. I’m not losing you like I’ve lost everyone else- the very thought makes me want to die with horror. At this moment in time, the only one who will end us is you, something I would not blame or hate you for in the slightest.
-I don’t know whether I go over-the-top or not. Do my actions annoy you? Am I too affectionate?
-If loving someone too much was a crime, I’d be serving life in jail right now.
-Everything you do makes me sigh with wonder, every movement, every smile, every laugh, every touch. You are perfect in my eyes, and will never stop being perfect.
-That night was one of the greatest of my life, and we did nothing but be with one-another.
-Yeah, we obsess, but at least we obsess together.
-I fear not my own death, but yours a thousand times over.
-I’m such an attention whore... for which I am sorry...
-I go to bed every night and get up every morning with a smile because you are the last and first thing on my mind.
-I’m surprised my work doesn’t consist of your name, because I can’t get you out of my mind.
-I’m a soppy git, and I know I am, but I don’t care, because you haven’t told me off for it, yet.
-Kisses... craved constantly... but I will wait. I will wait forever.
-If you cried, I would want to be the one to wipe the tears away... until then... I’ll cry for the both of us.
-I’m hurting, hurting almost constantly, but I smile, smile every day. Smile for you, smile for me, smile for us.
-I’m terrified. What of? I don’t know. But I know it’s something to do with my heart.
-Give us a chance. Don’t give up on what we have just yet. Don’t give in.
-I want to talk to you right this second. I always want to talk to you. But I’m so afraid of spoiling everywhere. I know I’d be the one to blame if we split apart.
-What you’ve given me is hope. The belief that life isn’t as bad as I think it is.
-I curse my mind, and curse it true. It’s full of horrible ideas and emotions that would drive you away. I pray you never discover them, and that they leave me for good.
-I feel teary even as I write this. I’m so afraid. So worried. Always jumping to conclusions.
-Please tell me now that this isn’t the end.
-You must hate me for how stupid I am.
-I’m far too excitable. Far too vain. Far too idiotic.
-How can you want children and be with me, me, the one who hates children?
-How selfish am I? Why do you put up with me?
-I want the last note to be positive: I love you, and shall always love you, be it in a romantic sense, or the sense that comes with an unbreakable friendship that cannot be broken, no matter what.